Friday, May 26, 2017

HOME

About two hours ago I posted this announcement on Instagram:

My life is easy going most days. I am a positive person and I try to make every day count. Because of that my blog is mostly a joyful, pretty place. That is what I want it to be and I hope to spread happiness and inspire others to be more in the moment and carefree too 💛. But I value vulnerability too. That is why I've decided I need to tell you something.As some of you may have already guessed... I am back home. I am no longer in Greece. It is a looong story. I'd much rather write about fun and exciting things but I want to share this part of my life too. Because I want to be honest and real. I won't go into much detail but things didn't work out for me. I am a firm believer of following your heart which is what I did when I bought a one way ticket back home during my fourth week in Zakynthos. I'll be uploading a short post somewhere the coming days in which I'll explain a little more so stay tuned if you're interested in that.

Enjoy these beautiful sunny days! ☀️

So.. the word is out. I am back in the Netherlands. Words cannot describe how I felt when I walked through the arrival doors at Schiphol airport. It was relief, it was disbelief. I felt sad and lucky at the same time. I embraced my parents wholeheartedly and in that moment I realized how privileged I am to be free and make my own choices. To see the opportunity to go home and be able to take it. I knew in my heart something wasn't right. Actually, I think I've known from the moment I set foot on Greek soil but my brain tried to reason with my heart which helped suppressing dealing with my feelings for a while. But as the days went by, my feelings gained strength and some situations that I was in, confirmed what my heart told me from the very first day. I can imagine you reading this and thinking to yourself: "But why? What happened?". I can totally understand if that is what you're thinking right now. All I wanna say is that it was a chain of events that led me to making the decision to go home. I booked a ticket back home and when I printed it and looked at it, I felt like I could finally breathe again. For a split second all these panicky thoughts and questions crossed my mind. All of them soon disappeared to the back of my mind because... I just knew it was the right choice for me. Because I followed my heart.